I spent Sunday chucking Jeff around. I don’t know how Jeff is feeling today, but I’m mighty sore. I can’t remember the last time I fell down that often in such a condensed period of time. In fact, it’s so bad that I have to get up from bed like an old man. No more just rolling up and hopping off of the bed. No, now I have to roll onto my side and then push myself up into a sitting position before I can stand up. And that’s if my arms will hold me.
Apart from the muscle soreness I have to say that Sunday was quite a hoot. It’s always fun to beat up your friends.
Which is probably why this site got started, to be honest. After all when you can’t physically attack someone words will do in a pinch.
Tune in tomorrow for the tale of the aardvark and more ink than is sensible.
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